Maturana - Leon Gieco

El que canta es Maturana

Chileno de nacimiento

Anda rodando la tierra

Con toda su tierra dentro

Andando por esos montes

En Salta se a vuelto hachero

Si va a voltear un quebracho

Su sangre llora primero

Chilenito ay, desterrado

En el vino que lo duerme

Dormido llora su pago

Que será de este hacherito

De ese de que no ha sido nada

Lo irán cantando los vinos

Que ese chileno tomaba

Tal vez el carbón se acuerde

Del hombre que lo quemaba

Y que en el humo iba a cielo

Machadito Maturana

The one who sings is Maturana

Chilean by birth

go rolling the earth

With all your land inside

Walking through those mountains

In Salta he has become a logger

If you are going to flip a quebracho

His blood cries first

Chilenito oh, exiled

In the wine that puts him to sleep

Asleep he cries his payment

What will become of this hatchet

Of that that has not been anything

The wines will sing it

that that Chilean drank

Maybe the coal will remember

Of the man who burned it

And that in the smoke he was going to heaven

Machadito Maturana